(X-posted from AO3. Title adjusted to fit Fanfiction's character limit.) In which Luz and Amity struggle to find some much needed and wanted privacy. (I swear the story is better than the summary, but the first few chapters are short on purpose.)
(X-posted from AO3.) The girl took her hand and shook it once, mirroring a similar smile with eyes that seemed to soak up every bit of Luz's face with intent. "Amity Blight. So, Luz Noceda," She leaned forward, lowering her eyelids just enough to disarm Luz entirely and make said girl's heart beat in opposition to the music around them. "Why don't you tell me about yourself?"